Watching her husband sign his name with trembling hands, the middle-aged woman suddenly broke down, "No, no, signing something like this means they have no responsibility at all. How can they operate on my son properly?"
Her husband hesitated and stopped, refusing to sign the last word no matter what.
Facing this situation, Liang Wei was both amused and helpless, "You two, please consider carefully. If you don't sign this consent form, we won't operate on the patient."
"See, they really want to avoid responsibility!"
The middle-aged woman held onto her husband, tears streaming down as she crouched on the ground, lamenting why her son was so unfortunate, crying uncontrollably.
Qin Yiren was speechless as she watched this scene.
She had never asked about the specifics of Liang Wei's surgeries, but now she was curious and quietly asked, "Doctor Liang, what kind of surgeon are you exactly?"
Liang Wei scratched his head, "Eh? I'm in oncology."
"..."
